Upon arrival at the
maximum point of thinking;
I Feel, just
The world itself is a product of thinking
At that point
Queue lots of things, seems to be standing.
There seem to be lots of questions
And begin
Answer meet them
To think more
Curiosity rises
Why, he made body
Why, he made organisms,
And how would the creation of the nature of
In just one point
life could have given
Then why, the body would be built
Whatever ,wings could be given to fly
Then why, given only hand
Many qualities of bodies of breath;
Could be only in one flesh
Then why on every single trait,
Different colour's have been
There was so many things to learn
Then why
Countless secrets will be built
he could give all the favourable circumstances
Then why
Adversity will be built
Thinking of many such waves
floats in the body
Why
It would be
And why
Have done so.
I Feel, just
The world itself is a product of thinking
At that point
Queue lots of things, seems to be standing.
There seem to be lots of questions
And begin
Answer meet them
To think more
Curiosity rises
Why, he made body
Why, he made organisms,
And how would the creation of the nature of
In just one point
life could have given
Then why, the body would be built
Whatever ,wings could be given to fly
Then why, given only hand
Many qualities of bodies of breath;
Could be only in one flesh
Then why on every single trait,
Different colour's have been
There was so many things to learn
Then why
Countless secrets will be built
he could give all the favourable circumstances
Then why
Adversity will be built
Thinking of many such waves
floats in the body
Why
It would be
And why
Have done so.